Training The Rasengan

Kio would sigh, sitting there on his bed. He had believed he had somewhat better mastered in the art in Ninjutsu, based on his last training. He looked, as he laid on his bed, looking over to the right, at his night stand which held the book of Kio. He was slightly interested on the man who gave the Okinaga the powers they could access now. He would grab a hold of the handle on the nightstand, a small bar stretched out across the drawer. He pulled, opening it up. The first thing that could be seen was the back of the book, the back of a brown cover. It was plain besides the cover, nothing had been written on it. He grabbed onto the book, wondering. Besides his ghostly abilities, what else could he do? What kind of techniques did he know? Would any be of use to him?

The questions continued, as he would flip open the front cover and turn the pages to begin reading. Kio, the first, had been born in the village of Konohagakure. Thinking of it, Okinaga had used to have been a more spread out clan. How they ended up to only being known in Kumogakure now a days was quite the mystery for Kio, however this had not been the biggest matter at the moment, and he continued to read. Read and scan for techniques he could learn from this book, techniques he could use to make himself more powerful. He scanned the pages, learning the information, learning things about the first Kio Okinaga. He had learned that Kio, the first, had Lightning Release at first, later on training for a few different elemental releases. Kio had trained quite a few techniques, one special, A ranking technique that just so happened to be not so rare, however, quite powerful back then. He began to wonder how common the technique was today, the Rasengan. Kio had been slightly fascinated by this technique, only to the point to where he would go out and train it as soon as he could. He would begin to read some more, reading a few paragraphs explaining on how to train it, and how long it would take for one to master this technique. It would take a few years to simply perform it correctly.. let alone to master it. Though reading it, he had gotten the idea on how to use the technique. Most likely much more faster than most others would have.

He sighed, wondering. He had quite a few toys from his childhood to help him with this. His parents had brought him some of this for him to go out and use, however he always ended up staying inside, and having the objects his parents brought for him, put in the closet in the basement of his home. He would wander into the basement, finding a few balls. From small to big, no matter the size the rubber toys would help him begin his training for the rasengan. He took a small sized rubber ball, a round object that would be perfect for beginning training for the rasengan. He would hold the ball, in his right hand. He would store his chakra, making it swirl within the ball, he was trying to pop it, skipping a step of the rasengan training, however it wouldn't really effect him, it seemed somewhat basic in his head, although if he needed to he would rebegin his training from the first step, to according to what the book said for training.

He would feel the chakra swirling within the ball, it continuing, going faster and faster, growing more rapid as he would try to keep it maintaining and trying to pop the rubber ball. The chakra continued, growing more rapid until the ball popped. He had been successful, and slightly worn out. He rested for a brief second, breathing in slightly heavier than normal, as well as breathing out. When his breath returned to normal he would try once more with a slightly larger rubber ball. He placed it in his left hand, this time, rather than training with his right once more he decided to give his left hand a little practice, at the same time more pressure for the first time, as Kio was now trying to get used to using the technique to kill and to suppress the power enough to where it would do little wounds, or wound enough to the point to where if they aren't treated, they being the target, they would die in a short period of time. He focused his chakra, allowing for it to swirl within the larger rubber ball from than the one first used. The chakra would begin to swirl slowly, until Kio would slowly force for the chakra to grow more rapid within the ball. He continued, starting to breath slightly heavy again. It hadn't been too bad, he had only wasted a minority of his chakra, barely any had been wasted.

Soon enough the larger ball would pop, he had been successful once more. He sighed, sitting down to take a rest. He hadn't wasted too much of his chakra supply as he trained his new technique, although he was slightly tired. He rested there, sitting. His training done for today, he had the ability now to use the rasengan, quite the accomplishment for a single day of training. But perhaps his real key to success for today's training was reading over the trainings of Kio Okinaga the first's. Yes, he feared that he couldn't have been able to train the rasengan as fast, hell, at all without the book of Kio the first being able to guide him on his way. Kio was now on his way to becoming quite the powerful man. He sat there, where he had gotten his old rubber balls from his childhood, resting and thinking. He looked back at his past, and noticed his lack of friends, his lacking of socialization. Right now was the same, all he spent his time doing was training, just like back then. Meh, he thought, it was the way he had been raised.{1030 words, 5 stats 10 JP, awaiting for approval. EXIT.}